Luck: Ordinary life player

Chapter 182 Observing Paintings and Comprehending Magical Abilities

Before Xing Xing got close to Zhaixing Building, he heard a familiar melodious piano sound coming from inside the building.

There are majestic mountains, oceans and flowing water, and also contains some longing and joy of reunion after a long absence.

"Hahaha," followed by a gentle laugh, followed by an intimate tone as if meeting an old friend, "My bosom friend, you are here."

Su Xing got off Chenghuang, walked up to Jun Wenyue in a few steps, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Master Uncle."

Jun Wenyue asked him: "How do I play this song?"

Su Xing smiled, and should be quite clever: "It's probably the best 'High Mountain and Flowing Water' I've ever heard."

Jun Wenyue couldn't help laughing: "Besides my piano music, who else have you heard?"

"That's all, it seems that you have no intention of learning the piano today, tell me, what do you want to ask me for advice?"

Su Xing made a disciple salute, and said: "I want to learn painting, so I ask my uncle to teach me."

"You still want to learn everything..." Jun Wenyue smiled, put away the piano, and said, "Learning painting is not on this floor. Come, follow me to the first floor."

Su Xing asked Chenghuang to go play first, and then went downstairs with Jun Wenyue.

**
Summer.

On the points trading platform where foreigners gathered, and in various schools in Daxia, it was time to collectively watch the live broadcast of Pleiades.

Although every time the Pleiades studied in Tianfu Sect, they would have doubts about their IQ and even their popularity.

But every time they study with Pleiades, they can always greatly stimulate their interest in learning, and everyone's learning concentration is the highest.

Chang'an Xianda.

The students of the grammar department and the poetry and calligraphy department watched at the same time on the playground.

There are drawing boards in front of them, and different brushes and paints beside them.

Director Li of the Department of Literature stood at the front and gave a speech to the students.

"This is the first time Chang'an Xianda has held such an event. You should all know that Su Xing has never touched painting before."

"As far as I know, many of you have studied art before. Although most of you are digital art now, compared to our young star player... your foundation is better, and your starting line is better than his. forward."

Some students complained in a low voice.

"Does the star god still need the basics? He became a god as soon as he learned it..."

"Isn't the teacher saying this purely to hurt our self-confidence? I can already foresee the scene where I will be slapped in the face by the star god."

"Not necessarily, maybe the Star God really isn't good at painting?"

"Hey, have you guys forgotten, what the teacher said definitely didn't refer to you, our classmates also have Lemurians..."

Sure enough, Director Li changed the subject and said again: "And friends from Lemurian civilization, I heard that everyone of you is good at artistic creations such as painting, music, philosophy..."

Several boys and girls whose appearances were not the same as other students were shocked, and there was a hint of pride on their faces.

A small Lemurian said to his big summer friend.

"I have been learning to draw since I was a child. I have been studying for more than 30 years. My father is also the imperial painter of Wangcheng."

A girl from Lemuria next to her also said.

"Our painting skills are not necessarily inferior to those of Xianwu Continent, we are also a civilization that has developed for tens of thousands of years!"

Although they often fall asleep and become dead cities due to various disasters, at least they all have thousands of years of accumulation here.

An elder from Daxia adjusted the ink and watched the star network projection screen of the National Games live broadcast with a smile.

"This old man has also studied Daxia traditional Chinese painting for a long time, so it doesn't mean that he can't keep up with the learning progress of Star God."

It was only then that the students discovered that there were so many talented seniors who were hiding their secrets here.

Seeing that Su Xing and Jun Wenyue had arrived on the first floor, Director Li quickly said the conclusion.

"I won't say much, you guys have a good look."

**
The first floor of the Zhaixing Building has perfect and complete painting tools.

Jun Wenyue also wanted to see if he could still surprise her, and did not impose any restrictions on him, only telling him to play as he pleases.

Pleiades' painting skills are only at level lv8, which is what he learned from watching Jun Wenyue's paintings when he passed through the formation-breaking road last time.

This level of painting level... is equivalent to the level of a relatively good elementary school student who painted in the previous life.

Su Xing didn't play it, and asked Jun Wenyue instead: "Uncle Wenyue, can I let the kid watch your paintings again?"

Jun Wenyue didn't think too much, and took him up to the second floor: "Are you looking for inspiration? Here are some works I have practiced or created since I learned painting. You can take a look."

"If you don't have any inspiration, you can choose a pair you like and copy it according to the paintings I have here."

Pleiades didn't answer.

Ever since he saw the exquisite paintings covering the walls here, he has been immersed in it with all his heart.

Only Goldfinger's pleasant hint remained in his ears——

[You have carefully observed the painting that contains the meaning of fantasy - "Snow Mountain Lonely Plum", the painting proficiency +100, your painting skills have improved! 】

[You have carefully observed the painting that contains the meaning of magic - "Fishing Snow in the Cold River Alone", the painting proficiency +100, your painting skills have improved! 】

[You have carefully observed the painting that contains the supernatural power of "Jinghong Treading the Snow" - "Jinghong in the Snow", you have comprehended the prefecture-level supernatural power "Jinghong Treading the Snow", painting proficiency +100, your painting skills have increased ! 】

After comprehending the supernatural powers, there will be rewards from the National Luck System——

[Congratulations to Lanxing Daxia, Pleiades, for successfully comprehending the earth-level supernatural power "Jinghong Treading Snow". After the system is rationalized, it has been manifested in reality a hundred times! 】

Jun Wenyue didn't hear Su Xing's answer, so she turned her head and glanced at him.

At this glance, he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

He looked into Su Xing's eyes and saw the paintings under his eyes, those were all works of his Jun Wenyue.

The young man's gentle face gradually turned cold, and the aura around him also gradually became bleak. This is entering into his magic moon way, and he is truly understanding his paintings.

After a while, Su Xing suddenly took a few steps forward, and after only a few steps, he arrived in front of another stone painting like a shadow in the snow.

Jun Wenyue once again marveled in his heart, even if he replaced the book with a painting, his comprehension speed is still so fast.

"Sure enough, it's my bosom friend, the sound of the piano is the same, and the painting is also..." He whispered softly.

Sect Master Qingyun appeared next to him at some point, unfolding the scroll and writing with a pen.

Jun Wenyue frowned, and asked via voice transmission, "Why are you here again?"

Sect Master Qingyun raised his head and said as a matter of course: "I have come a long time ago, but I have been hiding my body so as not to disturb you."

Jun Wenyue was suffocated, and then heard Qingyun's voice transmission to him nervously.

"The old man can count on this kid to inherit the mantle of my Tianfu Sect, can you not come and take a look?"

After Sect Master Qingyun finished speaking, he took out another poem from the page, and quickly disappeared again.

The mantle of the whole sect...

Jun Wenyue looked at Su Xing's back, her eyes gradually deepened.

As we all know, their Tianfu Sect is famous for its many sects, and if they can learn one of the elders of their peaks, they can make a good fortune in the Xianwu Continent.

If you can learn the two disciplines thoroughly, you can reach the level of Sect Master Qingyun, and you are expected to become a fairy.

The premise is that the cultivation realm can keep up with it.

If you learn everything...

Jun Wenyue didn't dare to think about it.

He had never heard of such an all-around genius.

Throughout the ages, no one is willing, and no one has done it, to learn all the sects!

The side door here is a side door in a narrow sense, which only refers to the courses taught in Tianfu Zongli.

Not to mention learning everything thoroughly, but to say that everyone can learn the level of this kid's poetry, which is already a very appalling thing!
Then what kind of monster will be cultivated?

Jun Wenyue suddenly remembered that when he was out a few days ago, Tianliang Jianzong's younger brother was curious about Pleiades, and also had a strange change in his attitude towards Tianfuzong.

The invitation of old man Tianji and Sect Master Qingyun before now seems to be because of these fateful people.

His mind also deepened a little bit.

Perhaps, breaking the era this time... opening the road to immortality... really has something to do with their Tianfu Sect.

To be more precise, it has something to do with the boy in front of him.

I'm afraid this kid doesn't know.

He has been able to go so smoothly without encountering harm from demon cultivators, fellow practitioners, fellow disciples, or other caring people.

One is because he was on the Tianjiao List.

In addition, it is all the secret help of these old guys.

**
The students who were gearing up to learn painting with Su Xing on the spot were a little dazed when they found out that Su Xing and Jun Wenyue went to the second floor and started looking at paintings instead of creating.

I understood it later.

"That's right, how could I start painting from the very beginning? When I was learning to paint, the teacher asked us to look at a few famous masterpieces first, to cultivate aesthetics first, and then to paint!"

"Then let's watch it together with the Star God. This is the authentic work of Elder Wenyue. He is a powerful person in the Dao Realm!"

"It's good, I can finally relax for a while, why are you still practicing, can you stop scrolling!"

"Hey, why did I hear the notification sound for the manifestation of supernatural powers? The Star God didn't even read the book..."

"Fuck, I understand, there are supernatural powers hidden in these paintings! Fuck! What kind of fairy is this? Can you see supernatural powers just by looking at a painting?"

"Jinghong treading snow... Hey, it seems to be the painting, I..."

The student hadn't finished speaking.

On the playground of Chang'an Immortal University, a golden beige suddenly fell from the sky.

Just in front of this student.

This is a stack of paintings, and the painting on it is exactly the one he saw when he watched the live broadcast of the National Games just now, and it is also the painting that he thought contained the magic power of "Jinghong Treading Snow".

His eyes were fixed on the stack of paintings, he swallowed, and then looked at the same painting in the National Games live broadcast, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Even the pile of paintings in front of him made his heart palpitate even more.

The student's lips were trembling, and he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted.

"Teacher, teacher, painting, the painting has been realized, it is this pair..."

"The supernatural powers comprehended from paintings are not embodied in books, but in paintings!"

He looked away, not because he didn't want to continue looking at it, but because he couldn't look at this painting for a long time.

He felt that if he continued to look at it, his eyes would be dazzled.

It was the first time for many students to see how the National Games system was realized, and they gathered around after discovering such strange things.

A student who couldn't see the painting at all covered his eyes and shouted, "I only see messy afterimages and messy black ink dots all over the scroll. How can I see any supernatural powers?"

A Lemurian girl retorted: "Where is the mess? Isn't this painting a snow scene? Those black ink dots you mentioned are the footprints of birds. They are so obvious that you can't even see them?"

An elder next to him seemed to have realized something, and said to himself: "It seems that if you want to observe everyone's paintings, you also need a threshold. This threshold... I don't know if it is a talent for painting, or it is like a spiritual root. talent?"

There were also students complaining.

"The National Luck system is really getting more and more stingy. Now it doesn't even give us the compiled supernatural power books, but directly gives us paintings, and let us realize it ourselves."

"Sure enough, every time I watch Xing Shen's live broadcast of the National Games, I will be hit. I can't even see the paintings clearly, but he can comprehend supernatural powers from such paintings."

**
Su Xingguang only looked at the paintings, and he looked at them for two full days and two nights.

The area of ​​Zhaixing Building is not as long as it can be seen, especially on the second floor there is a special painting corridor, which seems to never end.

Jun Wenyue just watched it with him for two days and two nights.

All the teachers and students of Chang'an Xianda also watched with him for two days and two nights.

The students all went back to the dormitory to rest, and many students from other majors followed suit to watch it together.

Nothing else, it's nothing more than the sound of rewards from the National Games system often appearing in their ears these past few days, reminding them of Pleiades' amazing move in the library last time.

Where did this kid go to hang out again, bah, where did he go to gather wool again?

After watching the live broadcast of the National Games and learning that the students of the Grammar Department and the Poetry Department were all studying together on the playground, they instantly understood.

Sure enough, Tianfu Sect still has the most wool!
Interested students simply come and learn together.

After staying here for two days and two nights, the students are not like Pleiades, who can watch a meeting just by looking at it, and most of them have already started to paint according to their pens.

Some people are not used to using a paintbrush, but still use the "digital art" method to draw it as before.

A teacher stood behind him and waited for him to finish the painting before commenting: "The painting is not bad, yours is even higher in terms of fineness, but if you look carefully, the painting made in this form is much better than Jun Wen's." Elder Yue's paintings lack a lot of feeling."

"...No soul." The student made a comparison and concluded by himself.

There is no soul, so it is not as magical as the paintings of Xianwu Continent.

The teacher nodded: "It's not just that, take a look and try to paint with the most primitive tools. When you paint, you can also get spiritual power."

After the teacher finished speaking, he walked back, found a corner at random, and began to paint.

This is his No. 11 imitation of Jun Wenyue's "Snow in the Snow".

He found that every imitation not only improved his painting skills, but also gave him a new understanding of how to use aura.

It seems that that is the supernatural power - "Jing Hong Treading Snow".

**
Su Xing closed his eyes and sorted it out in his head.

a long time.

He said to Jun Wenyue: "Thank you, uncle, I can start painting now."

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